Ace Hood - Jamaica Lyrics
(Hook)I just got back from Jamaica, JamaicaJust smoked a pound of that Jamaica, JamaicaI'm on the move, now see you later, laterJust smoked a pound of that Jamaica, JamaicaYou ***** niggas just some haters, some hatersI need my dough, don't do no favors, no favorsJust copped a crib that's on some acres, some acresI *****ed yo ***** and now she famous, she famousAye I just got back from Jamaica(Verse)I swear to God I woke up on the gully sideAnd all they know is mother*****in homicideMurda, just keep the burnaA couple keys will get you shot,Watch who you servin, watch who you servin,Police lurkin, oh yea they lurkinThey seven deep in that excursion, in that excursionKeep 20 thousand in my pockets, that's in my pocketsAin't talkin money switch the topic, I switch the topicI pull up in that brand new Gatti, ***** I got itI ***** these niggas, word to Gotti, just catchin profitI know some youngins catchin bodies, they catchin bodiesThey 17 and got no daughters, ain't got no daughtersOh my goodness, Lord have mercy, Lord have mercyMy Rollie cost a couple birdies, a couple birdiesI want a billion fore I'm 40, before I'm 40They aks me do I smoke that killa? Know what I'm talkin?(Hook)I just got back from Jamaica, JamaicaJust smoked a pound of that Jamaica, JamaicaI'm on the move, now see you later, laterJust smoked a pound of that Jamaica, JamaicaYou ***** niggas just some haters, some hatersI need my dough, don't do no favors, no favorsJust copped a crib that's on some acres, some acresI *****ed yo ***** and now she famous, she famousAye I just got back from Jamaica(Verse)A hunnit killas with me in Mavado niggaI'm king of the south and ain't got a lot of niggasWake up, go get yo cake upI blew 100 racks in Jacob, that's only Jacob'sDon't give a *****, I do it major, I do it majorThese *****es watch me like I'm cable, just like I'm cableAnd ***** yo life, that shit's a fable, it's all a fableI show you millions on the table, that's on the tableAnd can't no other nigga stop me, you'll never stop meI'm shittin on em, never sloppy, apologizingAye check yo Twitter, guess who dreamin, ***** we the hottest,***** we the bidness and the realest, ain't nothing modest,I swear to God I tried to tell erWe set the standards, we set the standards mother*****erBetter learn some mannersI'm getting head in that new Phantom, that's in a PhantomAnd Papi aks me do I got it, you know the answer(Hook)I just got back from Jamaica, JamaicaJust smoked a pound of that Jamaica, JamaicaI'm on the move, now see you later, laterJust smoked a pound of that Jamaica, JamaicaYou ***** niggas just some haters, some hatersI need my dough, don't do no favors, no favorsJust copped a crib that's on some acres, some acresI *****ed yo ***** and now she famous, she famousAye I just got back from Jamaica
